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Volume 1: Resurrection of the Holy Hand Chapter 118: Going to the Meeting Alone

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    Plop.  A cute head appeared in front of him. Like a docile and lazy kitten, he pressed his delicate body against the young man's chest and said in a tired voice: "As long as the young master likes it, he will definitely practice well." "Hahaha¡ª¡ª  "Tang Zheng Lingyun laughed proudly, took a sip of red wine, and then asked: "Longmen Medical Center has been quiet for two days, and there is still no movement?" Around Tang Zheng, there were twenty people wearing Tangmen white.  Disciples in long robes.  A young disciple came up, knelt on one knee beside Tang Zheng and said, "Young Lord, our people are paying close attention to the movements of Longmen Medical Center, but their doors are closed, and we have no way of knowing what's going on inside." "This.  Yang Fan is not a simple person who can kill Tang Xuande and many masters around him with one person. What kind of smoke bomb is he setting off?" Tang Zheng said to himself calmly.  The disciple said: "Young Lord, if you go out in person this time, why should you be afraid of a small Longmen Medical Center? As long as you say a word, your subordinates will lead people to destroy his Longmen Medical Center right now." "You idiot!  This Yang Fan can't die now! If he hides the spirit stone before he dies, where can we find it? " "Yes, yes, the young master is wise, but his subordinates are ignorant." Tang Zheng said with a hint of cruelty.  He sneered and said: "Yang Fan, Yang Fan, no matter what tricks you play with me, your little strength is not qualified to challenge me, I will let you die without a burial place! And your little junior sister, such a Tianxiang Kingdom  Sex, when the time comes, I will let you see for yourself how I control this girl! It will make your heart and lungs explode, and I will slowly send you to death! This is more powerful than any poison."  The morning of the third day.  On the backyard lawn.  200 special forces soldiers sit cross-legged on the ground like rocks. As they breathe, the tips of the grass around them stir slightly, as if their bodies and the surrounding environment are integrated into one, quietly comprehending the mystery of the great avenue of heaven and earth.  Long Er, who was beside Yang Fan, looked at the scene in front of him and was shocked in his heart.  "You are really a lunatic. In just three days, you can make them become innate masters. According to our national security standards, they have already reached the strength of an excellent agent." Long Er sighed.  Yang Fan said: "You have to know that the spiritual stone I absorbed for them is worth at least 500 million. In addition, the hall master, the elders, I and I use our skills to help them penetrate the eight extraordinary meridians. If they still can't break through to the innate  Realm, that's impossible." "I think you are very scary now." Long Er said, after a pause, he continued: "I have consulted with my superiors about your medical center's revenge plan.  When it comes to the secret fight between these traditional cultivation sects and big family forces, our national security will not intervene and will only be responsible for ending it behind the scenes. But this Fushou Pharmaceutical Group in Sichuan wants to develop something similar to drugs.  Traditional Chinese medicine health drinks are seriously damaging to the interests of our country. The superiors can only approve all of my equipment support for you and cannot mobilize national security forces to help you. But I have the right to mobilize several agents around me to support you. As for the final step.  The result depends on the hard work of all of us!" Yang Fan nodded, but his heart was cold and calm at this moment.  The lesson learned in the medical clinic has sounded the alarm for him.  If Wan Chen and Elder Bai hadn't arrived in time this time, Qin Feng and the others would have died long ago.  Can you guarantee that you will have such good luck next time?  The people of the Tang Sect have already done this. If we don¡¯t completely eradicate this threat, I¡¯m afraid there will be more troubles in the future.  ¡­ ¡­ Tang Zheng¡¯s last time limit for Yang Fan is 12 o¡¯clock tonight. If Yang Fan is 0.1 second late, Yu Su¡¯s head will be gone.  It¡¯s 11:30 that night.  In front of the golf course of the Sky Garden Villa in Shuzhong Building, Tang Zheng was playing golf leisurely, waiting quietly for Yang Fan.  At this time, Yang Fan's figure appeared downstairs in Shuzhong Building on time.  The ordinary employees here left during the day, and only the core disciples of the Tang Sect were left guarding the building.  After Yang Fan arrived here, he was immediately taken to the golf course where Tang Zheng was by two Tang Sect disciples.  "Yang Fan, you are a man, and you are finally here." Tang Zheng glanced at Yang Fan lightly from the corner of his eyes, but his originally contemptuous gaze suddenly solidified.  The cultivation level of Xuan level primary level!  This man, who is much younger than himself, is actually at the beginning of Xuan level!  This makes it difficult for Tang Zheng to believe his own aura judgment. Is it an illusion?  Apparently all this is true.  "It seems that I underestimated you. Your strength ranks among the top ten among the young generation in the traditional cultivation world." Tang Zheng put away his contempt and looked at the person in front of him seriously with a solemn expression.  Yangsail.  A woman wearing a golf skirt carefully wiped the delicate sweat from his cheeks.  "Stop talking nonsense to me, I want to see Yusu now!" "Haha - just think of it as my kindness and granting your little wish." Tang Zheng laughed and snapped his fingers.  Two young disciples came over from a house nearby with Yu Su.  Yu Su looked distracted and confused, as if she had been given some drug that caused her to lose her normal mind.  "Yu Su!" Yang Fan's face suddenly turned cold before he moved a step. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Three Tang Sect Yama Nails were nailed in front of Yang Fan like flame buds glowing in the darkness, directly punching through three thumb-sized deep pits on the solid concrete ground.  Master!  Yang Fan stopped and glanced aside, not noticing the aura of this guy who was secretly distributing concealed weapons.  Able to avoid detection of one's own breath.  The other party¡¯s cultivation level is probably at least one level higher than mine.  "Give me the spirit stone and I will let you go." Tang Zheng said with a smile.  "Haha." Yang Fan moved the corner of his mouth and chuckled: "I can see that you are very narcissistic." "What?" Tang Zheng raised his eyebrows.  "If I hand over the spirit stone, will you let me go? I don't know where you got such confidence to kill me." After Yang Fan finished speaking, two astonishing rays of blood suddenly bloomed from the depths of his eyes.  The moment Tang Zheng noticed Yang Fan's Blood Soul Demonic Eyes, the nerves in his brain seemed to be pulled out by something, and the world was spinning. The feeling was indescribably uncomfortable, and even his mind was taken away for a second before he could react.  Biting the tip of his tongue sharply, he regained consciousness.  Yang Fan took action within this second.  With his current mental strength, he cannot use the Blood Soul Demon Eye to deal with a master of cultivation level like Tang Zheng, but it is more than enough to deal with a yellow-level master.  The two young disciples who were holding Yusu were as stagnant as puppets, their eyes as empty as dark whirlpools.  Not only them, but all the Tang Sect disciples around them who were stared at by Yang Fan had their inner consciousness attacked once by Yang Fan's Blood Soul Demon Eye. As for how long it would take to recover, it depends on their level of cultivation as a magician.  .  Phew!  Yang Fan used the advanced movement technique of Xingyunbu, and his figure ran wildly like that ghost, erratic, and a jade talisman shot out of the sleeve of his right hand towards Tang Zheng.  Of course, this is just his plan to conquer the east and attack the west.  As Tang Zheng is the top leader here, the masters hiding in the dark will naturally focus on protecting Tang Zheng's safety.  The secret master was obviously shocked when he saw Yang Fan throwing out the jade talisman. He did not expect that Yang Fan would use this ancient talisman to attack. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The overwhelming Yama Nails were like a big open net, catching Yang Fan and beating the jade talisman shot by Yang Fan violently.  Dong Dong Dong¡ª¡ªThe Yama nails that were shot were all dodged by Yang Fan's agile footwork.  Taking advantage of the moment when the secret master's attention was diverted, he rushed in front of Yu Su. Two jade talismans flashed out from his sleeves at the same time, and he stuck them directly behind the two Tang Sect disciples beside Yu Su.  on the back.  This talisman technique is the soul-controlling spell in the Witch Doctor's Secret Records.  This spell can control living people as puppets, but with Yang Fan's current skills, the soul control talisman he can create can only control masters with intermediate yellow level strength at most.  However, this is enough for the current situation.  The two Tang Sect disciples who were accused of being controlled by the soul talisman as puppets acted like zombies at this moment, forming a human shield in front of Yang Fan and Yu Su. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Ten rays of silvery moon rays shot in succession like meteors chasing the moon.  This is the Tang Sect¡¯s level-killing hidden weapon: the Angry Buddha Sleeve Arrow.  Every sleeve arrow is condensed with strong vitality.  Bang Bang Bang¡ª¡ªThe secret master never imagined that all the level-destroying hidden weapons fired were blocked by the two Tang Sect disciples who became puppets. Their bodies were blown to pieces by the hidden weapons at that time.  "Yusu, I'm here to save you!" At the critical moment when the two Tang disciple puppets were resisting the angry Buddha's sleeve arrows, Yang Fan condensed a strong energy with two fingers of his right hand, quickly pointed at Yu Su's eyebrows, and directly used his energy to  She washes away the drug toxicity of psychedelic consciousness.  Yu Su's body was shaken, as if she was waking up from a dream, but when she saw Yang Fan, she thought she was dreaming. She didn't have time to be happy for half a second, when sheWhen he saw the bodies of the two Tang Sect disciples whose bodies were shattered by the angry Buddha's sleeve arrows, he was frightened.  "Ah! Yang Fan!" She exclaimed, almost subconsciously hugging Yang Fan's body.  "Are those useless things all under a spell?" Tang Zheng cursed in a low voice.  The 20 Tangmen disciples in this golf course, even the four close -fitting maids around him, were not soberly aware of the sober consciousness at this moment except for the ¡®ghost shadow¡¯ hidden in the dark.  He didn¡¯t expect Yang Fan¡¯s mental attack from those blood-red eyes to be so astonishing. If he hadn¡¯t been at a high level of cultivation, he would have almost been hit just now.  "Hmph." Yang Fan flashed purple light in his left hand, and a bright and eye-catching purple beam shot into the sky, exuding a terrifying sharp murderous aura.  "Integrated with a spiritual weapon! This is impossible!" The ghost in the dark felt a huge impact on his heart.  No matter how well his aura is hidden, when he attacked with the Angry Buddha Sleeve Arrow just now, he had already exposed his aura.  At this moment, his breath has long been locked by Yang Fan.  "The sun destroys the divine arrow!" Yang Fan roared. Although his upper body was tightly hugged by Yu Su, it did not affect his ability to bend the bow and place the arrow.  Perfect as a picky archery posture.  He absorbed the spiritual energy from the only two high-grade spiritual stones left in the Qiankun Ring at one time and condensed it into the star bow, forming a three-foot-long purple arrow like the roar of an angry dragon.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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